Desperation feelings

How do you think it feels to be invisible? Or maybe you’ve felt the same way, you’re not alone. It feels like you’re a ghost walking among men The fever of being lonely is building inside me I really hope this is a faze or the road ends. As much as I, deep inside, don’t like to say good byes I thought about it more then a young man should I’m shocked at the amount of people walking by Where all I ask for is a simple “Hi” And they just keep walking with out a reply Stop bottling up all these feelings inside And stop wanting to run away and hide And come out of your shell, here ill do it with you We’ll scream it out loud that were alive And hope someone is actually listening It feels like all I’m doing is blending into a crowd Of course I’m talking to myself, who else can I trust? I’ve been saying to myself for while “go make new friends” But that’s a bust; I can never make the first move And for that I will loose, if someone doesn’t come and help me now I think ill fall down, but its a little worse then falling off a swing If someone else could make the first move Then I could choose weather to win or to loose.

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